Zhang Heng didn't bother with the old man either.
He took a look at the chamber of the gun and found that there was no bullet in it, so he returned the shotgun to the other party, then picked up the things he had put on the ground before, and followed the old man into his shop.
"Where are the things?"
"Well, just find a place to put it, and I'll clean it up later." The old man's attitude improved a lot after being pointed at by a gun.
So Zhang Heng put the pile of things in his hand on the table at the side, and then looked around. The House of Old Things is really a concentration camp for old things. The products here are basically many years old. From mega-routers to old teapots, stamps, commemorative coins, and even a range hood, of course the most in the store are books, all kinds of paper books, and many old newspapers, all of which are carefully collected.
It also makes it look a bit like a library.
However, Zhang Heng's eyes finally fell on a car model, and he asked with a look, "How do you sell that?"
The old man looked in the direction of Zhang Heng's finger, "Oh, this is an early building block toy. It was produced by the first toy company that produced building blocks. It was once all the rage, but the building blocks at that time were just simple building blocks. It is multi-functional. Later, other manufacturers produced smarter gadgets and the company’s own blind transformation, and finally closed down due to poor management. I finally received this one. It is very commemorative and worth selling. 800 credits."
"It's too expensive." Zhang Heng walked up to the model car while haggling over the price, picked it up and looked it over carefully, and found the familiar LEGO logo on the bumps of the parts, and Zhang Heng felt relieved , He was originally worried that because of the change of the world line, or other reasons, the Lego company did not appear.
In this case, the [Infinity Building Block] he carried with him would be useless again.
And now that there is this Lego model car, he can activate this b-level prop on his body, and [Infinite Building Blocks] itself is also the most suitable prop for dealing with complex environments.
"Good things are never cheap." The old man said, and then he frowned, "Did you come to my store just to buy building blocks?"
"No, I still want to inquire about the whereabouts of the shellac records." Zhang Heng said, "The owner of an audio equipment store told me that I can come to you to try my luck."
"Then you have come to the right place." The old man said, "Nowadays, few people know about shellac records. This is an audio medium that was born at the beginning of the last century. The purple natural resin that comes out is used as raw material, and the records made by adding clay, cotton fiber and other mixtures have occupied a dominant position in the market until the end of World War II, but later because the origin of the materials was invaded by Japan, and vinyl records With the advent of , this kind of record was quickly eliminated. Of course, not long after that, vinyl records were also eliminated by CD, and then digital audio in various formats.
"It is said that there are still some small factories on the earth that produce cds and vinyl records to meet a small part of the demand, but shellac records... no one makes them anymore, which makes them very rare. To be honest, this kind of thing It's not very good for storing audio itself, a record can only be listened to for a few minutes, and the sound is not preserved well, why are you interested in shellac records?"
"People have to find new hobbies for themselves from time to time," Zhang Heng said, "So do you have shellac records here?"
"Ha," the old man snorted, but he didn't answer right away. He crossed his hands on his chest and looked at Zhang Heng. "You even have to bargain for the building blocks. I don't think you can afford the price I want. I How do you know if I pull out the shellac record, you won't grab it and run like those two little bastards."
"Because the quantity I want is quite large, I want to make a long-term deal with you rather than grab it and leave." Zhang Heng said, "You seem to have many channels to collect these old things. I want to put the whole new Shanghai Buy all the 0297 shellac records."
"It's impossible. Do you know how much it costs? Besides, it's not just about money." The old head shook his head as he heard a joke.
"It's okay, I have plenty of time, we can take our time." Zhang Heng said.
"Oh, if I were you, I wouldn't be so sure." The old man said, "But for the sake of helping me get my stuff back, I can indeed sell you some shellac records." He didn't blink The reporter reported a number, "Three thousand, three thousand credit points per piece."
"One hundred." Zhang Heng also did not blink.
"Are you here to make trouble?" the old man said angrily.
"You started it first," Zhang Heng said, "You also said that there are not many people who know shellac records these days, and even fewer collect them. If I'm not wrong, your shellac records can't be sold at all. , why not wholesale it to me at a cheaper price."
"What do you know! You don't know the value of these old things at all. I might as well take them to the grave and listen to them for one hundred credits."
"But you don't want me to keep thinking about digging your grave, do you?" Zhang Heng said.
The old man was completely annoyed, but then he seemed to think of something, and the anger on his face subsided a little, "You are right, those shellac records will be wanted by anyone but you, and I can sell them to you at a low price. You, it’s not impossible to even give it to you directly.”
"But?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.
"But you also have to give me something I need in exchange."
"what do you need?"
"Although you are dressed in a flamboyant manner, your skills are surprisingly good. I want you to be my bodyguard and accompany me to meet someone. He lives on the first floor. That place is not very safe, especially if I go alone .”
"I'm afraid this will be in the back row, because I just took over a job as a bodyguard, and it will take two weeks before I can protect you." Zhang Heng said.
"No, I don't need you to protect me all the time. I just want you to accompany me to meet someone." The old man said, "Can you spare some time? It only takes four or five hours."
"If that's the case, there's nothing wrong with it."
Xu Qian will broadcast live every day, especially at night, which usually lasts until twelve o'clock. According to the previous agreement between the two, Zhang Heng only needs to be able to return to his place of residence before twelve o'clock.
"You wait." After receiving Zhang Heng's reply, the old man turned around and came to the bookshelf on one side, pulled out an iron box from the side, opened it, took out a paper bag, and handed it to Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng knew what was inside the paper bag without opening it, because the system prompt told him that he had found a shellac record and got 10 points.
(end of this chapter)